Geballe/Willcox)Well it's like thisHamlet said"Get thee to a nunnery, go, farewell, or it thou will't needs marry, marryA fool; for wise men know well enough what monsters you make of them. GodHas given you one face and you make yourselves another. You jig, you ambleAnd you lisp and nickname God's creatures and make your wantonness yourIgnorance. Go to: I'll no more on't: it hath made me mad. To a nunnery go"(drink me)To which Ophelia answered"Oh what a noble mind is here o'erthrown"There's this woman>From the land beyond the shore lineThe woman who had an affairCos her man's attentions were somewhere elseIn the cloudsIt all began with her imageShe thought there was room to improveTo win the admirationOf his wandering attentionsInstead she discovered part of herself she never knew ofThe waves comeThe effect that followedWas like being thrown into the Hawaii surfOh the glory in the liking of herselfShe was her own secret admirerShe gives herself giftsGiving perpetuatesAnd this person isTruly and faithfully hers aloneRoll over my feetEvery time she sees her glowing reflectionsShe's reminded of true devotionBut when a golden boy caught her eyeJealously she felt from withinInstead of flirting with she ignored himI descend the shoreShe exploresShe goes forwardAnd tries new waysAnd when she's had enoughShe tries new tastesAnd if things get staleWith gentle considerationShe spits it all awayShe's thereShe caresWhile down in the gutter pitter patter piss bile and aleThere's this womanOn the land beyond the shorelineThe woman who had an affair with herselfCos her man's attentions were somewhere elseIn the cloudsWhile she was being thrown into the Hawaii surfHawaii surfHawaii surfHawaii surfAnd the waves drink me